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Isaiah 6: 1-8

the seraphs, shimmering as if aflame flew on strong winds bellowing the coals to life; even the heavenly hosts used borrowed tools to take cleansing fire to touch my lips, set loose my tongue. Burning from the outside in, swallowing … Continue reading

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